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part 6-3

Big mistakes have big consequences

Kyo:

• Wake up. Whisper a voice in my ear.

I feel a warm contact along my flank as someone is gently shaking me.

• What? I mumble, half awaken.

My sight is blurry, my brain is only a flaccid painful mess, I hear my heart pounding in my ears.

• Kyo wake up. Whisper the voice I finally identify. It's Tarken whispering in my ear.

I try to locate him but I only see a blur of green and other colors.

• Wake up you drunk peace of shit! Roar a deep cavernous voice coming from the depth of my mind.

• Lower….I hiss in pain.

• How are you?

• Sick…. I've got a fucking headache and I feel like I'm gonna vomit.

• Yeah it's one of the bad side effect of drinking like you did.

• You weren't in a better state last night. I grumble.

• Yes but I handle it better.

• Because you're used to it. I reply quite aggressively.

Tarken just offer me is warmest and cutest smile.

• So… what time is it?

• Ten O'clock I think.

• Damn… I slept like a baby…. I yowl before carefully stretching my wings and limbs, making sure to not crush a thing.

• So… all the other left.

• Yes they are outside; sleeping peacefully.

• And they are all drunk.

• Yep.

• And Allen and Kyle are sleeping in the same bed upstairs?

• Yes.

• Did I really sucked Allen?

• You did.

• And… did we gave each other a blowjob?

• The best of my life.

• Are they awake already?

• Nope.

• Shall we wake them up?

• Maybe.

We climb the stairs and walk silently to the door.

• I hear nothing.

• They must be sleeping.

• Shall we… you know… knock?

• Do it yourself.

• Ok.

I knock to the door.

• Nothing happen.

• Do it again.

• Ok….

This time I put my ear against the wooded door and try to listen.

• What do you hear?

• Nothing… muffed sounds and maybe the sound of the bedsheet.

After a minute or two we start to hear voices, at first pretty low it quickly gain in intensity, turning into shootings and yelling's.

I hear some laughter and realize Tarken is laughing and, next to him, Kaos, under his smoky form is too.

I have to admit this whole situation is quite funny and I quickly join them.

• Gods I'd pay a thousand coins to see their faces right now.

• Two thousands and I open the door.

• Deal.

At this exact moment I hear something breaking inside.

• What was that?

• Don't know.

Another crushing sound follow.

• Are they throwing the furniture's at each other.

• It's what it sounds like.

We stare at each other for a split second then burst in laughter.

• Damn I never thought I could laugh so much. Say Kaos.

• Quiet. I order.

I listen more carefully and hear, coming from the other side of the door clear words.

They are yelling at each other, arguing like never before. I don't understand everything but I can suppose what they are talking about.

But soon the tone change.

• Are they blaming us? Ask Tarken.

• I'm not sure….

Suddenly the door open, slamming in the wall as Kyle, half dressed in his armor get out with a pretty angry face.

Tarken, when his rider pass near him can't hold his laughter.

• You find that funny?

• Yes laugh Tarken, rolling on his back, gasping for breath.

• Hold still I'm going to make this even funnier. Growl Kyle before taking out is sword.

• Fuck. Yelp Tarken before getting up and running away.

I had never seen him run that fast. I hear him almost falling from the stair, crossing the main tavern room and run out and take flight.

• COME BACK THERE YOU CUM SACK!!!

• Ahhhh! Someone help me this guy is crazy! Yell Tarken.

• Get down there before I shout you down!

• Can someone kill this guy please!?

• I'm gonna fuck you… metaphoricaly.

• Ahhh… he wants to rape me!

• Shut up and get down on the fucking ground.

Then follow two quick and loud gunfire.

• Help me! Scream Tarken.

• You lucky little flying bastard.

Their yelling and screaming disappear.

Then, walking out of the chamber with the coldest face I have ever seen.

• Allen I….

• Keep this mouth shut I'm not in the mood for talking.

• Oh the little Allen is angry. Mock Kaos.

• Feel lucky you're made of smoke either I would have torn you apart.

• Oh I'm scared.

• I can make him suffer if you want. I propose.

• Do it.

• Don't even think about… ahhh!

His sentence loose itself in a long cry of pain.

• Thanks Kyo.

• No problem.

We slowly descend the stair and stop to a table.

• How did this whole thing happened?

• What do you mean?

• How did I get from there to this bed upstairs?

• Don't know… tell me what you remember.

• I was there, drinking… maybe a bit too much. I must have passed out or something like that. Then I just remember waking up in this bed, naked… with Kyle close to me.

• Yeah… that's weird.

• Can you tell me how I ended up there?

• I remember nothing. I was pretty drunk too.

• Great….

We stay silent for some time until I ask, more to talk than by real interest.

• How do you feel?

• Quite dizzy but good. And you?

• Pretty much the same.

After a long time we leave the Traveler's tavern after a cold good bye.

Outside we find the others slowly waking up. Zarakay and Zehyr are, like I expected them to be, together but in a quite singular position. They are lying on their side, Zarakay above Zehyr. When he get up he pulls out his cock from Zehyr's tailhole, leaving it gaping and drooling with cum.

• Was your night enjoyable?

• Yes.

• As you can see we mated.

• I see that. Wasn't Zaraky too drunk for that? I remember that he really was when you left.

• Indeed but it felt as good. You should have been there. He was so drunk I still wonder how he found my hole. He was saying things… I didn't understood everything but I'm pretty sure there was something like fucking a tree.

• What.

• Did I really said that?

• Yep.

• This is the last time I drink that much my head feel like a balloon ready to blow.

• Nice description of yourself.

• Shut up Zehyr.

• What? It's true.

• So… now that it's done where is Tarken.

• Don't know. I saw him run away five minute ago with Kyle on his back.

• On his back?

• I mean running behind him yelling insanities.

• Where did they go?

• They were heading east.

• The village! Exclaim Zarakay.

• Oh fuck.

• We run to the nearby village and try to search for them.

• So where might they be.

We meet people and try to ask them questions but no one have seen them. It's like they disappeared.

But when we reach the main village place everything change. We notice people running in this direction, like something was happening there. We follow them and reach a large circular place within its center a large fountain and a large sculpture of an ancient warrior, sword in hand, facing a large dragon, immense stone beast, maws open on a forest of sharp fangs, ready to snap at the warrior. On the opposite side is a large and luxurious building, probably the local intendent office. There, in front of the building is Kyle with the same angry look on his face, in his hand his favorite weapon: a shiny double barrel shotgun with a quite complexes dual trigger mechanism, decorated with ancient runes. He is staring at something on the roof but from there I can't see.

• Make way. Scream Allen as we enter the crowd.

We quickly reach them. It's only then I see him. Tarken is on the roof of the city hall, trying to make himself as small as he can.

• Come on Tarken don't act like a kid come there I promise I won't hurt you.

• No. Squeal Tarken in fear.

• Don't be stupid and get down there before I climb to beat your ass.

Tarken make a few steps back.

• This dragon is killing me. Fine. You see the shotgun. I drop the shotgun. He let the shotgun fall on the floor. Now I promise I won't harm you if you descend in the five next seconds.

• Ok.

Tarken take flight, flap his wings a few time then land softly near Kyle.

He barely the time to feel the ground beneath his paws that Kyle as already jumped on him, grab him and punch him hard in the face. When he let go Tarken's face is covered of bruises and cuts, his snout and lips breeding and an eye half closed, darkening after the hits he received.

• You told me…. Whine Tarken.

Before he can finish Kyle force the canon of his shotgun between Tarken's jaws.

• First rule: Never trust the guy with a fucking double barrel shotgun. Second rule: never piss me of or make fun of me like you did or I promise you I'm gonna kill you. Third rule: referee to rule one and two clear.

• Mfff.

• Great.

The shotgun is pulled out of Tarken's mouth.

Kyle turn around in our direction.

• So what do we do now?

• We keep going. Reply Allen in the same cold tone.

• So let's find the other.

• They are at the tavern waiting for us.

• Ok. He climb on Tarken's back. Let's go.

• Can I heal first?

• No.

• Ok.

We walk out of the village under the inquisitive eyes of the villagers.

After maybe a kilometer of walk in the most perfect silence, no word is exchanged between us. At the tavern everyone is ready, bedrooms and bears paid and the other already on their dragon, ready to go.

• What were you two doing?

• Nothing important lets go.

We only earn suspicious and curious glances but we start walking.

The oppressing silence between Kyle and Allen makes me feel really bad. At first I suppose it's only temporally and that it will come back to normal in the end, but after the second day of this endless heavy silence I loose all hope. I know I have made a mistake, and a big one, sorrow fills my heart. Allen don't understand why I'm like this. He feels some of my sorrow leaking through the mind blocking shield Kaos created, denying Allen access to my mind; and when I want to tell him the truth my mouth feels numb, my vocal cords don't answer and only strange sounds half growls half moans get passed my lips.

• Why are you doing this? I ask the second night, while everyone is sleeping.

• You already know the answer. He reply. I can't let you tell him the truth.

• Why?

• Do you want to put us all in danger Kyo!? Do you want to fuck this whole thing up!? What's the worst for you? A few days of arguments or risking to expose our weakness to our enemies?

• No….

I break in tear, unable to hold them back any longer.

I feel his presence near me, through the vile of tears blurring my vision.

• Hey Kyo… don't cry. There is nothing to worry about. It will come back to normal in a few days; just leave them time.

I feel his smoky paw go through me.

• Damn… I wish I could hug you right now.

He stays like this for a long hour, trying his best to comfort me, even trying to mumble more than really singing an appeasing ancient song.

The next morning is even worst: if the silence between them wasn't already enough we are struggling to walk, slowed down by a thick fog and a forceful wind that took us by surprise in the swamp we are crossing. Like it wasn't already a pain to walk in mud or half immerge in this brown nasty water they have to argue for nothing. It makes the already bad mood even worst, everyone is pissed off by their never ending arguments and it's starting to get on everyone, even Zehyr and Zarakay who usually are the more talkative and playful of the group are now silent, not saying a word to the other after an argument of a rare violence that almost turned into a bloodbath.

• I told you we had to turn right after the bridge! Yell Allen to cover the sound of the wind.

• I'm following the fucking map. Reply Kyle, trying to read the said map.

• You're holding it on the wrong position.

• Really funny Allen I know how to use a map. I wouldn't read it upside down.

• Are you sure of that?

• Can you shut up! I roar, making everyone come to a stop.

Even I am surprised by the deep tone of my own voice.

• What? Ask Allen.

• I'm tired of hearing you!

• As much as I. Oh wait no I'm tired of your behavior, you've been silent and distant since we left this fucking tavern. What is wrong with you?

And once again, when I want to answer I feel the same numbness in my mouth, like I was chewing on something. Once again only those strange sounds managed to get passed my lips. I try to force the magical barrier sealing my mouth, managing to push Kaos to his limits but, at the last moment, when I'm almost screaming victory a powerful magic wave shake my body. Only a feeble squeak pass my lips. From the outside I see a dark and thick fog forming around me, swallowing us all into darkness.

• Thank you Kyo. Like it wasn't already hard as hell now we see literally nothing. Thanks fucking thanks.

After a few seconds the dark cloud dissipate itself.

• Let's go before Kyo try to intoxicate us all again.

This time, when we stop to rest in a pretty dry place it become unbearable: they finally realize we have been walking in the wrong direction and are twenty kilometers farther than we should have been. They start to argue, quickly joined by the others. In seconds it become a concerto of yelling's and insults.

• When is this going to stop!? I cry under Tarken's wing.

• I don't know Kyo… I don't know.

• St's all my fault.

• No… no Kyo… it's not.

• If I had controlled my urges we wouldn't be there.

• Kyo… it's not your fault, we were drunk, we made a mistake and we pay the consequences.

• A really big mistake. I whine.

• What's wrong with you two? Ask Kyle when he notices us.

I burry my head even more in Tarken's soft wing membrane.

• Nothing… Kyo is just a bit overreacting with the shit happening.

• I understand. I still don't understand how it went so bad.

• Me too.

• I thought it was only a joke… a really bad dragon joke. He say, staring at Tarken with a suspicious gaze.

• What? How dare you!

• Tarken… come on. You didn't really expected I would fall into a so basic trick. I know you since your childhood.

• Fuck.

• So… you knew it was us? I mumble between two heavy sobs.

• Of course. I knew it since I woke up in this bed. In fact I heard you laughing.

• Fuck.

• Dragons aren't renowned for being stealthy.

• Go fuck yourself.

• It's why I love dragon idiot. They don't bother with discretion they go right into action.

• Thanks.

• The only question I'm still asking is how did we ended up naked….

• We thought it would be better to sleep without all those armors. They looked so heavy and uncomfortable. I never understood why humans wear those things, they are ugly and heavy, and they slow you down and make you less agile.

• Because we don't have scales to cover us silly.

• Oh that's right you have only this soft and squishy skin.

• It's not because you have scales that I'm not gonna beat you.

• Try.

• If you want Tarken I have a full set of dragon armor somewhere.

• No thanks. It's useless for us, not convenient for flight, partially blinds us and….

• I think he understood. Say Kyle.

• Oh you'll be surprised this one is pretty light and really well made.

• I'm still not interested. Honestly I think it will suits you better than to me.

• Thank you.

• Even though I know a part of you that will never fit inside.

• Tarken!

• The horny drake is back.

• No… I'm not horny… just saying.

• Tarken I know you. When you're talking of cocks you always have something in mind.

• And you already know my answer. I growl, my head still under his wing. I'm not in the mood for that.

• The second part of my question was why Allen was covered of seed? Did one of you failed to hold his seed inside?

In shame I hide my head behind the green membrane.

• I suppose it has something to do with Kyo's overreaction right?

I finally show my face, my eyes are sore after all those cries and nod.

• Why have you done that?

Once again I try to talk but only muffed sounds form in my mouth.

• If you can't talk answer by nodding ok.

I nod approvingly.

• Is he blocking your mind?

I agree.

• Ok… have you done something to Allen?

I nod but make some gestures with my paws to make him understand it's not much.

• He sucked him off.

A dark lightning strike Tarken right in the chest and make him fall flat on the ground.

• Sorry….

In the blink of an eye I feel the cold steel of the shotgun canon on my forehead.

• Listen very carefully Kaos. Do this once again, hurt my dragon in any possible ways, physically or mentally and I promise you I won't have any mercy and no hesitation when I'll press the trigger. Yes you heard me right. I would without any regret end both your lives.

• You don't impress me human, you don't have what it takes to kill.

• Are you sure of that?

• Humans never have the balls to get the job done.

• Don't push me. Answer Kyle before preparing his shot.

• Ahahahahah so funny. You think I'll run away in fear like a whelp, do it and see what happen!

• If you insist.

Kyle's finger slowly but surely wrap around the handle of his gun, slowly closing the gap between him and the trigger. With every second I feel Kaos pride and defiance turn to ashes. At the last second he free me of the spell locking my mouth and give me back full control and appear next to me with those angry gleaming red eyes.

• You seem to have more determination than the other of your kind. He hiss then walk away.

• I think he likes you. I whisper.

• I know. So now that this spell is gone can you explain me exactly what happened?

• Of course.

I tell him everything from the moment Roger told us to bring them in a more comfortable room to the next morning.

• Kyo I never thought you could do such thing. Honestly I wouldn't be surprised if it was coming from Tarken but you….

• I know… I couldn't resist.

• It couldn't be me I don't like human seed.

• It's not surprising you don't even like mine.

• You it's different, you're as thick as the mud we're walking into.

• And you feel like water.

• Oh….

• It's not time to talk of that.

• You're right. Approve Tarken.

• I'm going to make you eat gallons of it. I growl.

• You've already done that.

• So I guess you won't mind some more in this lovely belly.

• You wouldn't dare….

• Don't underestimate me. It would be my pleasure to fuck this pretty face of yours here and now.

• Kyo! Rumble a deep voice.

• You're gonna beg for me to stop when…

• Kyo! Snap out of it! Roar the voice.

Just a second after a violent shock paralyze me. I slowly turn my head right and discover, an inch away from me those two glowing eyes. When I feel them fixated on me It feels like someone is applying a burning thing on my scales.

• Concentrate for a sec if you don't want the mouth seal back.

• Ok.

• Thanks Kaos.

• Go fuck yourself human.

• Don't be grumpy Kaos.

• Estimate yourself lucky I don't have claws to rip you apart.

Kyle just completely ignore him.

• So… what can we do? Ask Kyle.

• I don't know.

• Me too… and that's the problem.

• You should tell him. Say Kyle.

• No. Hiss Kaos.

• I've been trying my hardest but Kaos kept me silent.

• I won't risk to expose our weakness. He growls.

• Our enemies are probably dead.

• The Watcher might have died you're right but do you really think he is the only sentinel roaming around. No… there are many more and some of them are so well hidden you can't have a clue about them being spies.

• It sound great, more demonic shit to kill.

• They are ancient warrior mastering the art of combat and the arcane of magic at the highest levels, some are known to have the ability to change appearance, some others are capable of killing you before you can even see them, shouting you down from incredible distance with arrows, bullets or even knifes. The most impressive kill I have the honor to witness was a poisoned needle as long as your finger and thick as a grass blade thrown at an ancient king by one of them from the top of a roof two miles away.

• Impressive.

`- And it's not even the worst.

• Tell us more please.

• They are others that can slice your throat open with hidden blades and leave you dying silently in the middle of the crowd without being seen. Some others are capable of controlling your mind with ease and force you to submit in a second.

• That's quite impressive.

• They are some other so powerful they had to be trapped in unbreakable prisons to make sure they don't destroy the world in one breath.

• That's worrying isn't it?

• Yes.

• Do you know the legend of the great devourer?

• Of course.

• You mean the giant snake like beast that is cursed with an endless hunger and that can eat anything and, the more he eat the more he grows until he could swallow the world in one go?

• Precisely.

• Don't tell me….

• It's one of us.

• A demon?

• Yep.

• Fuck this.

• What were we talking about before this? I ask a bit lost.

• A way to get out of this mess. Say Tarken. Try to follow Kyo.

• Sorry I'm tired.

• I think you should really try to talk to Allen.

• In his current state I'm not sure he will listen to me.

• And nether would I allow you to tell him.

• Kaos you know as well as I he should know the truth. You know what he is currently thinking do you? He think we had sex together. Even if I like the idea he believe a lie.

• Wait what! We scream in shock.

• What? Is that so surprising? I've been with dudes for my entire life so we had our fun.

• It makes sense Mumble Tarken.

• You really think about it.

• Yes, he is quite cute and handsome and so shy.

• Do you really think what you're saying?

• With all my heart.

• Can't believe this.

• Are you jealous Kyo?

• Of course!

• Don't be there is nothing to be jealous for.

• You're not the one with hits fucking binding in your head.

• This bound will really become a problem. How do you feel right now?

• I just feel… attracted to him.

• Nothing more? No lust, no urge to… I don't know… kiss him.

• No… not at all. Damn… kissing a human… it sound so weird.

• It will happen in the end if we don't find a way to get rid of this bond.

• You mean… breaking it?

• No… just, weakening it and tweak it a bit.

• I… don't like the idea.

• Do you have a better one?

• No.

• So don't criticize and help us.

• Is there another way? Ask Kaos. I don't know you could pretend you're falling in love with him or something like that.

• Who… me!? Say Kyle, nervous, flushing red.

• Who else?

• I'm not sure it's a great idea too. I mean….

• You're right it's a bad idea. I approve in a growl.

Tarken Yawn loudly.

• Let's sleep on it, we'll find a better idea tomorrow.

It's a pretty good idea and, surprisingly I fall asleep very quickly.

The next morning the air feel warmer on my scale and the fog has finally vanished, allowing us to quickly leave those damp swamp.

During all this time I search a way to reveal the truth to Allen while hiding those thought to Kaos. Allen seems in a better mood, it could be my chance.

• Allen. I call nervously.

• Yes Kyo. What do you want?

• I have something to tell you.

• Finally.

• Yes… I know.

• So what is it?

• You know… since we met… I've been feeling… different.

• Yeah you've been acting strangely lately.

• No… it's not what I mean.

• Oh… so… what do you mean in that case?

• I felt… different since we bonded.

• I see what you mean.

• Really?

• Yes… you were just a wild beast when we met, just an untamed animal unwilling to submit.

• I'm still untamed. I growl.

• If you say so. What I remember is how quickly you changed. In three days you had accepted me, allowed me to fly with you, to share every second of your life.

• Yeah… that's it.

• Ok those are pretty good memories but where are you going with that?

• I mean… I feel something… something… great… I think… something I never imagined I would feel… I….

• What do you mean exactly?

• I… I… am… f….In a flash the sealing spell is back, forcing my mouth shut.

• Not… again…. I manage to whine.

I try to fight it but it's too strong for me.

• Not this bullshit again.

He jump from my back and land on the ground near me.

• What's wrong with you?

I still can't talk and keep struggling again the magical force clamping my jaws together.

• Let me talk. I plea.

• No.

• Please…. I beg.

• I said no Kyo.

Tear flood my cheeks. I can't talk but I still can move and make signs.

I try to make Allen understand I can't talk by some gestures; sadly it don't work.

• Kyo I have no time to play. If you have something to say, say it god damn it.

• I think he can't talk Allen. Say Kyle.

• If only it could happen to you instead.

• What! Roar Kyle in anger.

This time he don't control himself he hit Allen right in the face.

• Don't taunt me or you're going to regret it.

• Same thing. Growl Allen, massaging his painful side.

• What I meant is he really can't tall, look at his mouth. He says, rubbing my painfully tensed muscles.

• It's just because he don't have the balls to speak.

I'm barely listening to them, still fighting against this magic seal but, Allen provocation manage to reach me. It's enough to make ne double my efforts. Slowly but surely my jaws part.

• Stop this madness Kyo!

• Go fuck yourself, it's my body, my brain. It's me who decide.

• I'm not gonna let you ruin everything.

Finally the spell as weakened enough to allow me to speak, but at the worst moment. At the same time we yell at each other the same sentence filled with anger and hatred.

• You're pissing me of!

When I realize I just said that out loud I lose my focus and my maws clamp shut once again.

• Oups… sorry Kyo.

• I hate you so much.

• How dare you!

The punch that follow take me by surprise.

• How dare you! I'm always kind with you, always caring for you. I did everything you asked me to do and it's how I'm rewarded.

• Wait… Allen… It….

• Fuck you! You scaly bastard. You wild beast only driven by your cock. You know what, if I'm annoying you so much I'm gonna leave you here.

• Allen… no.

• Fuck this shit! After all I was having a good life back there in my village; but you had to show up in my life.

• You are the one who came to me.

• In an attempt to save your pretty ass. It's only now I realize it was so useless and how Stupide I was back then.

• If you hadn't done that I would have died before the end of the day.

• It would have been the best thing that could happen to you.

• And your shitty village would have burned anyway! I reply, Anger taking a hold of me.

• Speaking of which they will need some help to rebuild it.

• You don't really think about it.

• Oh I'm doing more than thinking. I'm leaving.

He start to take off his armor, throwing half of it to my face in the process then let go of the bow, arrows, daggers, sword and pistols that fall to the ground in a mess of metal.

• I don't say you good bye. You don't deserve it anyway.

• Allen please don't leave.

• I'm fed of your pitiful plea!

With that said he turn around and walk away.

I want to follow him but he soon turn around again and yell.

• Don't try to follow me Kyo.

• But… I… I can't stay far from you… the bond….

• I don't care stay away from me.

With that said he leaves, never turning back.

I try to connect to his mind but end up ramming myself in an impenetrable wall of mind defenses.

• How did he do that?

• Hold on let me try.

It's kind of funny to see him ram himself with all his strength in the barrier, trying to pierce through it, making circles around it, searching for the smallest crack in it with no result at all.

• It's… weird… no one ever resisted me.

• There is always a first.

• Shut up.

The mouth sealing spell comes back, more powerful than ever. I whine in pain as I feel my bones crack.

Suddenly a blue light engulf me as some strange words are pronounced. I see Astuna, pointing her magic staff at me, the ball at its top radiating a blue light.

Around my mouth a dark band start to appear, covered of even darker and unknown signs rotating slowly.

• What was that? Ask Tarken.

• A detection spell. Reply Astuna.

• No I mean… this thing around Kyo's mouth.

• Don't know let me see it from up close.

She walk to me and examine the line of ancient glyphs.

• By all the gods!

• What?

• Does someone there read demonic?

The question leave everyone paralyzed, breathless.

Meanwhile I'm staring at the signs, observing a strange phenomenon happening before my eyes: the glyphs become blurry until they are just a dark form then shift again to a language I can clearly understand. I examine them, understanding what they mean. Suddenly what I have to do to free myself appear in front of me, so obvious. I struggle until I can mumble something. Just a word escape this time, strange, full of forbidden and fearsome sounds and then, magically the first spell vanish.

Finally my mouth is free of this tight magic seal.

• How did you…?

• Shut up. I growl.

The next thing I do takes me by surprise, like it wasn't completely me who talked: I growl a short sentence and Kaos is brutally muted.

I see the shocked look fixated on me. When I look at them I only tee the fear in their eyes, dragons and humans look paralyzed by terror.

• What? Why are you staring at me?

• Kyo… you gust spoke in the demon's language.

• What!? It… it's impossible.

• Damn… do you have demon blood in your veins or what? Ask Kyle.

• No just a demon living in his head. Reply Tarken.

• A demon with one of the nicest holes I ever penetrated.

• You only took two in your entire life silly, it has to be one of the best.

• After you.

• Guys it's not the subject. Interrupt Tarken.

In my mind I feel Kaos shamefully squirming.

• I think Kaos' presence in your mind has more effect then you think Kyo.

• If it gives me access to new knowledges I don't mind.

• It could be useful. Whisper Astuna.

• What are you saying?

• Nothing worrying. I'm just thinking of something. You see I've entered in possession a while ago, a really ancient artefact I bought to a merchant. The problem is it's written in ancient languages.

• Ancient languages? Which one. Ask Taarken interested.

• Well… the first half of it is written in what I think is an ancient dragon language and I don't know it enough to decipher. The other half is in a quite messy demon language completely alien to me.

• Well… I'd like to see it. Say Tarken. I've learned the ancient dialects and I think I can help you.

• And Kyo can translate the other part. Complete Kyle.

• Yes but that's not what matter now.

• Yes. Approve one of the riders.

• So… what do we do now?

• We can't leave without Allen. I say.

• If we go back we're risking to face our enemies.

• The watcher. I hiss. He is probably dead.

• I'm not so sure about it Kyo. Say Astuna with a really serious voice. Since I met you I have been sensing a dark aura. At first I thought it was coming from you but… I was wrong. I've been picking up some traces of the presence of another person that radiate a powerful dark aura. It, whatever it is, have been following us all the time. I think it's a spy.

• Great.

• It's not even the worst. Yesterday, when we were in the swamp I felt something, something really awful.

• What was it?

• There was someone else behind us, ten kilometers away.

• Spies?

• I don't think so. I think it's something bad, really bad.

• Be a bit more precise please.

• I sensed two person, the first one had a dark aura I'm sure I already sensed before. The second was much weirder, way different from the other, his aura was really strange, and it was shifting constantly, making it even harder to identify him. But his aura is really powerful. To make it easier to understand for you it's like the one who this aura belong to was walking around with a giant beacon on him or with a panel saying "I'm here!!!"

We all laugh.

• There is at least something I'm pretty sure of. This aura belong to a dragon.

• Fuck… now we also have a dragon… it's just perfect. What could be worst? Ask Kyle.

• I don't know… it could start to rain.

I feel a cold droplet fall on my forehead, followed by many other as it start to rain pretty badly; so badly that one of the rides use his shield as a umbrella and the other find shelter under their dragons wing.

Tarken barely raise an eyebrow.

• It's only water, it don't hurt. It's just a free shower, a bit cold but still a shower. The real problem would be… a storm at least.

At this exact moment the deep rumble of thunder echoes above us as a blinding lightning shred the sky and struck a nearby tree which catch fire.

• Is that bad enough for you?

• A few lightning and you run away. It's just a light and sound show. What do we risk?

• Does being cooked on the spot is enough for you?

• Yeah. It's what… one on a million chance. I'd be worried if it was hail or snow or….

I feel a hard thing hitting the back of my head.

• What the fuck is that? Scream a rider.

Everyone turn in his direction. In his hand he hold a large ice ball.

We don't have time to ask ourselves any question the cold rain is replaced by an avalanche of ice falling on us. In the background the ragging storm and the howling wind are barely audible.

• It's nothing but a relaxing massage. It would be really alarming with… I don't know… a to….

• Shut the fuck up! We roar together.

Tarken is pinned to the ground under the weight of five dragons, his mouth shut by two different spells.

In a few minutes the weather calm itself, the dark cloud separate and the sun illuminate us.

• So what do we do?

• Let's move before Tarken make the sky fall.

We walk, away from Allen, heading to a capital city I don't want to see anymore.

• Tarken can you really control weather? Ask Astuna, to everyone surprise.

Tarken stare at her like she just said nonsense. He try to talk but he is still muzzled. I free him.

• Are you mad? I don't control weather… it's just… hazard… and some luck I guess. It doesn't obey to me. I mean if I wish for a big pile of fresh snow to fall it won't….

I hear a muffed sound and, in front of me I see Zarakay disappear under a pile of snow fallen from the clear blue sky.

• Wrong person. He growl, digging his way through the snow.

• What the….

………

Watcher:

What are they trying to do exactly? Was my spy spotted? Do they know I'm there? Can they feel my presence… or his maybe? I have to admit his aura is pretty strong, even starting to dissolve mine. Every time I try to open my mind and expend it to reach my obedient spy empty brain I feel these wild darkness pounding, forcing themselves in my mind, giving me quite painful headaches.

• What do we have to walk in this shitty place?

• I'm asking myself the same question? I answer before making a quick sign of the hand.

My magic map appear.

• What are they doing…? They are too far.

• From us?

• No idiot, from the capital. They should have gone east, not west, they are heading straight to the Complains desert.

• Maybe they are lost.

• Or maybe they are trying to loose us.

• Could make sense too…. What do we do?

• We keep going.

• Great… more mud.

• Stop complaining and walk.

• I'm tired of this. Haven't had a good night of rest for days.

• Not my problem.

• It's boring.

• Find something to distract yourself.

• What kind of distraction? There is nothing here, just mud and those dirty waters.

• Try… fishing.

• Fishing… that's a good idea.

Without any hesitation he jump in the first pool of stagnant brown water. After two minutes below the surface he swim out, holding in his mouth a large fish squirming as the fangs sink in his flesh.

• Impressive. Do you think you can find another for me?

• No. He say before swallowing a good half of the fish. What did you said…? Try fishing?

A hard shove send him back in a pool of thick brown clay.

He continue to walk in the clay and water as he eat his prize through the fog that so suddenly fell on this damp area until nightfall come.

Through my spies ears I hear them arguing over the direction to take and so much other things.

• Strange….

• What?

• I must have missed something because they are arguing.

• I know I can hear them from there.

• Really?

• Yep?

• Hmmm… It could play in our favor….

I spend all the night making plans for my next and last move. When the sun rises, making the sky turn to pitch black to a beautiful mix of oranges and red shades the fog has dissipated and walking become more and more easy.

• When this shit will come to an end?

• Soon. I answer.

• Why can't we attack them upfront?

• Because they will feel us way before we can come close enough to attack.

• Can they do that?

• Of course they do. They have a mage with them remember… and I think she know we are here… at least you.

• Why?

• You're radiating enough dark energy to be sensed ten miles away.

He stay silent.

• Our best chance is to wait for a good opportunity to strike and stab them in the back when they least expect it.

• Like always.

• Do you have a problem with my plan?

• Yes I do! I'm fed up of being stealthy all the time, why can't we just go ahead and annihilate them.

• It would just guaranty you to die.

• I can fight.

• Not them all.

• I can.

• Stupid head strong dragon. Don't you hear the voice of reason in this brain of yours?

• It doesn't matter.

• Don't you care about thing like staying alive?

• For what? Who cares about me?

This question leave me blanking, mouth open, unable to talk for a long minute, his hatred filled eyes staring at me.

• No one care about me?

• Not even this brother you told me about.

• No… he must have forgotten me and started a new life.

• Don't be so pessimistic he can't forget you so easily.

• It makes more than ten years since I saw him for the last time and I was so young I barely remember him, either my parents or my home. The only thing I'm pretty sure of, and I think I already told it to you, that he was a grey dragon, maybe two or three years older than I. He has grown and probably I'm just a ghost memory in the depth of his brain.

• Were you close to each other?

• Yes… I think.

• So he won't forget you so easily, strong bonds don't vanish so easily.

• You seem to know what you're talking about.

• I know this kind of things too well.

• To come back to what I was saying there is one thing I'm sure of and I think you know it to be that time erase everything, even the strongest memories vanish in the end.

I just nod in approval, hearing those words in the mouth of someone so young makes all those painful memories I tried to burry in the most foreign places of my mind come back to the surface.

• I'm not sure I could recognize him and… I know he won't be able to do the same. I… I changed so much. I'm nothing close to what I used to be anymore…. Everything… because of them! He roar in pure anger, dark flames surrounding, pouring from his very scales.

• Hey calm down for a sec.

• No. Listen very carefully. I don't care if I die as long as I can make them pay for what they have done to me!

• It's completely understandable but if you rush into battle right now you'll just end up dead without even managing to harm them.

• Perhaps you're right but I'm tired of waiting.

• Don't worry soon you're gonna have your vengeance. We just have to wait a bit longer until those arguments between them weaken their defenses and lower their vigilance, only then you will be able to satisfy this blood lust of yours. Just live me the black one.

• No… he is mine. He growl, his claws sinking in the cley.

• I don't want to kill him, I'll leave this to you. I just want to extract the demon's essence of him?

• The demon's… essence.

• Yes. The black dragon… I think his name is Kyo has a demon in his body. This demon found shelter in his body and use it to hide himself, possessing Kyo at the same time, not completely but enough to change his body and influence his judgment. My master want this demon essence so let me extract it before killing me.

• But if he is the one in control he is more responsible of what happened to me than this fellow dragon why should I let him leave.

• Because if you kill this dragon while the demon is inside him he will disappear and reappear somewhere else and find a new host.

• Fuck….

• So please let me do my job first.

• Fine.

He close himself into silence for a long time, when I look at him it's to see him lost in some deep thought.

• What are you thinking to?

• Just… this name… Kyo… it sounds… kind of familiar to me. Where did I heard it?

• Must have already said it.

• Maybe… maybe….

Suddenly my spy contact me, brutally interrupting us.

• Master. He say with this hissing voice. Something is happening.

By his eyes I see the group has stopped for another argument. This time something is different. I see the tears flowing of Kyo's eyes as he try to speak. I concentrate and see the unseen, the invisible, the dark spell sealing Kyo's mouth shut. What is Kaos doing? Why is he reducing Kyo to silence? Is there something I don't know, that Kyo knows but that Kaos don't want him to say?

It catch my interest but before I can investigate the greatest occasion present itself to me. His rider leave without any armor or weapons.

• It's our chance! I yell victoriously.

Even if he say nothing I know his impatience.

But before I want to see what happen. I freeze when I hear Kyo mumble a word in our language and break the spell.

• He… he know the demon language. I mumble.

Is that a trick of Kaos, a way to make me think he is stronger than I thought or is there something more, something… darker, and something no one knew about?

Before I can even start wondering about a cold rain start to fall from azure blue sky.

• What the hell is happening? Ask the young drake, staring at the sky.

• Is this a magic rain? I wonder, feeling the cold droplets fall on my hands and face.

But the blue sky turn grey as dark cloud gather above us.

A lightning break the sky just above us, following closely the howling thunder.

• Storm! Screak the dragon crouching on the ground. I hate storms.

• Find a place to shelter you idiot. I say, running below the cover of a large willow. He rejoin me, taking almost all the available space below the leaves cover.

• Find yourself another one you fat scaly beast.

At the exact moment I shove him under the ragging storm some ice balls replace the rain.

• Hail now…, just great.

Even my shelter is useless now, the hail tare the leaves and branches apart.

After five minute of this apocalyptic inferno everything come to a stop and as quickly as it started everything disappear and the sky find back his blue color.

• Finally. Breathe the young dragon, obviously relieved.

• It wasn't a normal storm… I mumble, massaging my painful head after all the balls I took in the face.

• A magic storm?

• Probably?

• Who can do such things?

• I don't even have a clue about it.

I quickly contact my spy again and give him my orders.

• Come on we've got to move on.

• Where are we going?

• We are going to catch up with Kyo's rider.

• And what do we do after?

• I'll explain you.

• Ok.

• What's your plan?

• I sent my spy on his back.

• Once again you're denying me all the fun.

• I don't want to kill him idiot. You see I'm gonna use him.

• Really… interesting… tell me more please.

• With pleasure. You see there is a bond between them. If he is too weak I'll be able to corrupt him and send him back to Kyo and use it to harvest the essence. Or, if their bond it too strong I'm gonna torture him until Kyo come to his rescue. He will lately fall into my trap.

• Interesting but….

He brutally stop.

• But what?

I turnover and discover him, struggling to get out of a big pile… of snow! Where does this shit come from!

• Snow…. He whisper, astonished, feeling the cold powdery material falling from his scales. In a mere second his eyes turn back into this ice blue color and he start to playfully roll around in the snow repenting it everywhere. Finally he gather some making a small ball he throws at me. It lands right on my face with a good amount of clay.

He laugh like a child.

• It's not funny. I grunt, whipping my face clean.

His eyes brutally shift back to this dark purple and with an annoyed grunt he lift himself from the snowy ground.

• Let's go.

After two hours of walk in the swamp we enter a drier wood and, after another hour of slalom between the thick trunks and roots. We arrive close to a small dirt alley. A few meters away is the rider, walking in a rapid pace with, on his face a grumpy expression.

………

Allen:

What is wrong with this fucking dragon? I did everything I could for him, I saved his life countless time in just a month, I was always there for him when he needed, damn I even cleaned this dirty slit of his. Thankfully He didn't ask for me to clean his tailhole. And for all these things what do I get? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Now the only thing that matter is where the fuck am I? I don't know this place but by following this road I'll be going to the north and it's exactly what I want. At the first village I will ask someone where I should go.

Wait… what was that? A sound in a nearby bush? What can it be? An animal? Ambushed bandits? I don't know and I don't want so stay there to find out.

I pick up the pace but this sound seem to follow me. I watch behind me but there is nothing. By now I'm running away but those strange noises are on my back. I'm throwing quick glances everywhere around me but there is nothing unusual in sight. There is one place I haven't check yet: above me. I lift my eyes to see, coming from above, crashing down in my direction a dark form. In a light reflection I see his long claws.

• Oh fuck.

I jump on the side and roll on the carpet of dead leaves covering the forest ground.

The beast land exactly where I was just a second ago, his sharpened claws digging into the ground.

I jump on my feet and run away. The creature I just saw, those claws, those eyes glowing with a frightening madness, this bestial grin on his twisted face… it just look like what my father described me. I know it's the latest creation of the Watcher and it only mean one thing: this… thing… manage to break free of his stone prison and that also… the Watcher isn't dead and never lost our tracks.

Why did I left without keeping a fucking sword? I'm defenseless against a corrupted creature. Running away is my only option but I know I can't distance this kind of creatures if I stay on the road. I turn at a sharp angle and engage myself into the wood. Quickly I lose track of time and distance. I don't know where I'm going.

I'm sure he is behind him, I can hear his heavy steps right behind me. I notice the space between the trees are more important, the forest had been cleared there, and maybe there is some woodman there. But instead of the help I hoped for I discover a large clearing surrounded by even more trees with, in its center a large lake filled by deep blue waters. Close on my left a river, long serpent of water, leaves the clearing to disappear in the woods.

I feel a hard shove on my back as I'm sent flying forward. I roughly land in the grass and roll over a few times. When my foggy mind and eyes finally decide to function again it's already too late. The beast is on me. It pin me to the ground, his clawed hands just an inch away from my throat.

• Well done slave, well done. Say a voice as the sound of clapping hand fill my ears.

• I never disappoint you master. It's my duty to serve you?

• And you've done it perfectly my pet. You should take example of him

• Go fuck yourself I'm not a mindless attack dog like him.

`- It would be so much easier if you were.

• Eat my cock.

• Your language my dear. Be polite with our guest.

• Does it look like I give a fuck about him to you?

• No but hold your tongue and your claws please.

• Fine. He chuckle.

• So… let's see what we have here.

His face appear in my sight, well his hood. A hood only showing darkness like he had no face at all. The only thing I can see in this ocean of darkness is this red glowing unique eye staring at me with a victorious look. It feel like he is examining me.

• So… Allen… is that it?

• Watcher. I answer coldly.

• Why so cold I was just saying… hi.

• Hi… asshole.

• Oh what an impolite human. Didn't your father taught you the good manners.

• You know where you can put them your good manners.

I can clearly hear the dragon laugh.

• So it's how you want to do it… well… let's do it the hard way.

He pull out a long dagger with a strangely curved blade and put it on my throat.

• I have only one question for you, a very simple one from which will depend your fate. Answer correctly and I may let you live but try to trick me, or lie to me and I will make you endure endless suffering! Clear!

• Ask this fucking question already.

The dragon I can see in the corner of my vision is on his back laughing lewdly.

• Shut the fuck up I'm trying to concentrate.

• By all gods this human is so funny.

• Ok its official you're the next one on my list.

• Because you have one? I say, laughing too.

• Enough! He roar. A dark lightning strike the dragon in the chest. Paralyzed he convulse on the ground, a mix of saliva and blood leaking from his mouth, his wide open eyes rolling in their sockets.

• So… where was I already?

• You were going to ask me a question with a life or death answer bullshit.

• Oh yes it comes back to me. The question was… Where is Kaos!?

• Far from here demon.

• Wrong answer. He say with a malicious smile, fis dagger rising above me.

• What do you want me to tell you dickhead! I don't know where he is and I don't give a fuck about it.

• Too bad for you.

• Come on… don't kill him. I find him kind of funny. He would make such a great pet don't you think? Ask the dragon with so cute pleading eyes.

• You're right. He will make a great slave. He approve with the same mad expression twisting his face. You see Allen, you're gonna help us.

• I'll never help you asshole!

• Oh you will, either you want it or not. Because you see Allen, you forgot a small detail: the bond between you and… Kyo is strong really strong. He feel everything you feel and all this stuff. What I'm gonna do is simple… so simple and so delightfully pleasant… for me of course. He crouch over me. I'm gonna hurt you, I'm gonna make you suffer until he comes to save you.

• Your plan is so stupid. He won't come. He will never fall into a trap so obvious, they know you are here.

• Are you sure of that Allen? First of all I know dragon more than you do and I know they can't resist the desperate call of the one they care for, riders, lovers. Second, I think Kyo didn't told you everything.

• What do you mean?

• You see I think he know something he didn't told you. You see, I have been… watching you through his eyes. He gently tap the beast shoulder. And I saw something really interesting. Kyo had a silencing spell on him denying him the right to talk. Even stranger it's a very specific one, a type only used by demons. He turn his gaze to the dragon and add. The same I used on you.

• That's strange. He admit, interested too.

• A spell…. I whisper. Fuck….

I'm starting to see. The chain of even draw itself in my mind.

• Kyo… what have I done…? I think realizing I had been wrong all along.

A victorious smile curl those demonic lips.

• So cute. Mumble the dragon when a lone tear fall on my cheek.

He come close enough for me to reach a hand and rub those pristine scales just behind one of those horns. Even though he is surprised by the affection he rumble deeply, eyes half closed, his head bowing to recieve more. My father was right every dragons love a good rub there. When I stop he open disappointed eye but give me a warm nuzzle.

• Are you sure we can't keep him? He would make such a good slave to me.

• A slave… for you. Laugh the watcher with this deep voice of his. You can't even care for yourself.

• One day I'm gonna kill you.

• Not today.

The dragon walk away, growling angrily and throwing hatred filled glances at the Watcher.

• So where were we…? Oh yes… don't move it won't hurt.

And with those words the dagger comes crashing down in my chest, going deep through the layers of skin, muscles and flesh. It's not deep enough to reach my heart but enough to hurt, pains shout in my entire being as my body throb.

• Oh sorry… I lied. He say with the same grin on his face.

Gods I'd love to just make it vanish from this demonic face.

• Lets go the trap is ready.

The beast want to follow them.

• No you stay here and wait for them to come.

• As you wish master. The beast answer after bowing in front of him.

I don't understand why they are leaving, it's not that painful, blood isn't even leaking from the wound. If they imagine it would be enough to attract Kyo they are wrong.

But, slowly, very slowly I feel my muscles become numb until I can't move nothing more than my head. After I don't know how long this feeling of immense fatigue reach my brain, my though are unclear, my mind blury. I'd like to warn Kyo but I can't, I'm losing myself in an infinite ocean of darkness slowly taking over me. It feels like I am falling asleep.

Suddenly an immense pain burst through all the fibers of my body. I feel something filling my mouth. The strange liquid is thick, gooey bus has no taste. It quickly flood my mouth and start to leak on my face. The same liquid start to flow from my nose, eyes and ears. I don't hear a sound anymore, I can't see and smell anything and with this kind of warm liquid filling my entire mouth I can't talk to. I even wonder how I can even breathe through this liquid. The warm feeling it lives on my skin feels kind of strange but not unpleasant.

The dark liquid ooze from my skin itself, coating me in blackness. Suddenly this delightful sensation vanish leaving me with only a rippling pain. I feel like someone is trying to tare me apart from inside. I hear and feel my bones cracking and fusion together. I try to scream but only a muffed gurgling sound get out. I pass out from the sheer pain, unconsciously begging for help.

TO BE CONTINUED